I might be the only person who makes a living by sending emails about his nightmares to tens of thousands of people.
They burned them alive like they used to burn witches, and they streamed the whole thing on Facebook Live. You could watch them ignite, one after the other: politicians, journalists, models, cooking show gurus. They all sobbed and begged for their lives, each in their own style: standup comedians left the world with a tasteless joke, opera singers belted out a requiem, slippery politicians made one last promise they had no intention of keeping as they went up in flames.